Sympathy
"Potter, what are YOU doing here?" Dudley asked with a sneer as he stares at his cousin.
"I....I came to pay my respects," Harry explained.
"Why? You shouldn't be here at all," Petunia said who stood beside her son. "I know you hated Vernon," she added.
Harry turns to looks at the casket as he felt a comforting hand on his shoulder. "How did he die?" He asked, ignoring what she said.
"Those wizards came one day and killed him while he was on his way to work," Petunia explained slowly, "the morgue think it was a gunshot wound but when I went to see, it was no ordinary gunshot wound," she said.
The hand on Harry's shoulder tightened making Harry winced.
"How so?" He asked.
"Well, looking close, you can see traces of glowing things around it," Petunia explained.
"Maybe I can help?"
"Severus?"
Petunia stares at the man in front of her. "How?" She asked.
Severus didn't say anything as he silently did a spell and entered the mind of Petunia.
Dudley watches in fascination but was worried as Petunia became suddenly quiet. It wasn't long when Severus pulls out from Petunia's mind.
"HOW DARE YOU!" Petunia yells out to him and luckily no one was around the cemetery but the four of them.
"Let's go, Harry," Severus said slowly, steering Harry away from them.
"Mom?" Dudley asked but was ignored.
"THOSE ARE MY PRIVATE MEMORIES! HOW DARE YOU GO SNOOPING AROUND AND LOOKING AT LILY!" Petunia screeched.
"I'll tell you what I saw once we return home," Severus said without looking at Harry.
Harry nodded but they could still hear Petunia's screeching when Severus Apparated the both of them away.